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Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 174
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Chapter 174 The few of them started to mock Sylvia.

Right when their gossip reached the climax, Tara stopped them and said, “It‘s been years since I

contacted her, so maybe the misunderstanding still stands. Stop it, you guys.”

“Tara, you‘re too kind. If I were you, I would have flipped.”

“Yeah, I would teach her a lesson.”

Tara simply smiled it off. “I‘m fine. Come on, let‘s go in.”

The exhibition attracted quite a number of tourists.

Tara was still the bronze prize winner in the art competition, and the paintings that she brought would

surely sell for a decent price. The others agreed and entered the venue with her.

Meanwhile, inside the exhibition hall, Sylvia and Christopher were strolling around the art pieces. Other

than the winning artworks from the art competition, the winners of the respective artworks also brought

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their additional work out for display.

Most of the artwork on display was not named, so it allowed everyone to enjoy and appreciate the

artwork with an unbiased opinion.

It also allowed the tourists to voice their constructive remarks without burden so that they could be more

rational when making the purchase.

Christopher and company looked at quite a number of artworks along the way and the comments he

gave were mostly praises, with a few exceptions of constructive criticism.

Some of the artworks on display were lackluster compared to others. It was then one of the tourists said

to Sylvia, “Ms. Sunflower, I think this piece of sunset painting is quite eye–catching. Can you give me

some advice or comment?” Another tourist echoed and said, “Yeah, I‘ve noticed this painting for quite

some time now.” Christopher and the others turned to Sylvia with anticipation. The group looked at a lot

of artworks along the way, and only Sylvia remained quiet throughout the process. “Okay.” She looked at

the painting the tourist pointed to. The painting was of a sunset. It was huge, as tall as a grown man, and

although it might look stunning, its flaws were obvious as well.

Sylvia frowned after some careful scrutiny. She believed the painter of the artwork was close by, so she

euphemistically said, “The colors

used are too childish. There are no stunning skills involved. I can‘t tell what the painter is trying to

convey, so I wouldn‘t suggest buying it at a high price.” Christopher nodded in agreement and in silence.

The painting was one of the poorer ones, but he knew who the painter was, so he conserved his words

and stayed quiet.

The two tourists who inquired Sylvia to give her judgment were conflicted.

Moments ago, they really wanted to buy the painting, but after her comments, their interest faded. It did

not look as good as before. At the same time, Tara strode in with a grim look. She was obviously

unhappy, but she remained polite as she stared at Sylvia. “Sylvia, I know there‘s some misunderstanding

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between us in the past, but do you really have to intentionally criticize my work in front of so many

people?” Her work? Intentionally criticized?

Sylvia raised her brows and asked, “Tara, I think you‘re mistaken about your work.” Tara furrowed her

brows. “What do you mean?”

Sylvia grinned and said, “What I mean is your painting is garbage. I wouldn‘t want it even if it were free.”

Since she found out that it was Tara‘s work, she did not have to hold back anymore. Tara responded with

a bitter look. Christopher and the others were stunned by the unexpected bold comments. The two

tourists also lost the impulsive urge to buy the painting and subtly stepped back. Awkwardness filled the

air for a moment. Sylvia‘s delightful smile fueled Tara‘s anger. She really wished she could start a catfight

with Sylvia. Her expression went through multiple changes. She had a difficult time trying to suppress the

urge to start an argument, but they were surrounded by people and she could not afford to lose control in

public. After some struggle with her thoughts, Tara strode away.